Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 229 221. Hello, foreign race, your natural disaster is coming ([-])

The icy radio waves carried an inhuman arrogance, the urging and questioning from the First Legion, the pace of war was approaching, and there was no time to hesitate.

Advance, or find an excuse to retreat, the subspace should not stay for a long time.

The appearance of that ship disrupted the planned footsteps of the Death Guard, and the explorer's last words made people even more puzzled. Mortarion's complexion was particularly ugly, a space warrior in white and green armor, accompanied by Nurgle's curse?Mortarion didn't think that was a good sign.

At present, there is only one "former Death Guard" known to Mortarion - the defected pharmacist Radon.

But could it really be him?There was too little information for Mortarion to come up with his answer.

Compared with Mortarion, who was obviously looking bad, Hades returned from the exploration was the same as before. The commander looked as usual, and continued various tasks calmly——

But is Hades really as smooth as he appears?No, before the war, the legion needs a stable presence.

In fact, Hades was more panicked than Mortarion.

Hades also thought that the space soldier would be the defected pharmacist at first, but Hades, who is familiar with the subspace, knows that the time of the subspace is not continuous, so it may not be the pharmacist.

Would that be a future existence?
But in the timeline Hades knows, if the Death Guard were to turn traitor, the armor would be solid green, not white and green.

Facing the fungus-covered boat, the two members of the Death Guard who knew the truth were clearly at a loss.

A question lingered in the minds of the two of them together——

If the Death Guard is a traitor and believes in Nurgle, then if he appears under the banner of the Death Guard on the battlefield where other legions are.
Mortarion buried his face in his hands. For the Primarch, this was the most horrific scene he could imagine. Unclean, corrupt children appeared before the other legions. What would it mean?
And Hades was even more panicked because he knew that Ran Dan had wiped out the two legions, and this point was obviously too coincidental.

It would be fine if the other legions were fine, but now the Death Guard is about to face the First Legion, the Riddler, the First Legion who is decisive in killing all of his own people!
Hades suddenly thought unrealistically, wouldn't the lion king think that the death guard had fallen, and then kill the red-eyed first and sixth legions to kill the death guard by the way?
No no no, Nurgle can't get anything like this, it won't be like this.
Ahem, it's too outrageous, Hades decided to put this idea aside.

Regarding the status quo, the depressed Hades and Mortarion had an urgent discussion for a long time, but the two could not come up with definite information, and in every minute and every second of their discussion, the fleet of the Death Guard was in sub- In the tidal wave of space, the longer they stay in place, the more likely they will encounter danger.

Returning to the defense would not be a good choice, disobeying the orders of the empire without authorization, and if they don't attack, what if a fallen death guard appears on the front battlefield?If they don't go to kill, is it possible to wait for the First Legion to come and behead them?

Just in case, and in the exhortation of Hades, Mortarion has written a self-incriminating statement if other legions see the fallen death guard. At the time of writing this, Mortarion Rian seemed to be dead, and Hades had seen several times Mortarion's trembling hands about to kill himself with a knife.

Mortarion wrote this, and Hades started to write a distress order. If something went wrong, he would call for help from the space wolves who bombed the nearby star field. Forget about the only wild wolves around them, the wild wolves are wild wolves. Not strong.

In the end, the Death Guard chose to attack, and the attack plan against the Rust galaxy began to slowly appear in the Death Guard's strategy room.

The battle was imminent, and Mortarion, who finally finished writing his self-certified innocence, finally recovered some state, and began to deploy operations against the aliens.

Facing Rust who blocked the information, the Lord of Death carefully selected thousands of people from his mortal servants. These loyal and resourceful mortal crew members will become the vanguard of this war.

Some small ships were urgently forged into merchant ships by the foundry hall, and only the necessary light defense devices were hung to lighten the load while increasing the speed of the ships as much as possible. The latest on the situation.

In the Warp near Mandeville Point, the Death Guard waited silently for battle, scythes in hand.

This is a battle for the survival of the Memanic race, and every Memanic knows it, and they have left their homes to try and hold on to the garments of existence.

They descended smoothly over the Rust starfield as planned, and with a large fleet, they successfully occupied the ore star outside Rust, and relying on the ore star as a pedal, they kept nibbling away at this doomed star field. Human star field.

There is only one last point left. Take Rust's main star, this dim yellow planet like rust, the alien technology and materials on it will provide hope for the Memaniks to continue to advance. Take here, not far away It is a fertile oasis, and the spark of racial survival and expansion is in sight, and they will not disappoint the expectations of their hometown.

But even under the background that most of the entire galaxy has fallen, even though the Memaniks have sent surrender messages countless times, the humans on Rust Prime are still fighting hard. These two-legged apes with pipes and metal all over their bodies are still fighting hard. None of them accepted Memanic's persuasion to surrender.

It doesn't matter, the Memaniks will let them perish. On Rust's orange-yellow and dull land, the Memanik warriors came on the sand, and death is inevitable.

But natural disasters came, taking advantage of the shadow of the night.

When the veil of night shrouded the nearest observation point of Mandeville Point, a group of merchant ships of a common human style leaped out of Mandeville Point. These small and numerous merchant ships passed the observation point like a meteor shower.

Memanic's fleet immediately began to snipe, bright fireballs continued, and the wreckage of the ship floated beside the hot light, drawing the trajectory of the merchant ship on the horizon, but many merchant ships still escaped from the first line of defense. , the number, the cover of comrades-in-arms, they are still advancing, going forward bravely.

The defense fleet at the outermost edge of the galaxy immediately dispatched ships to pursue them, but for the ships of Memanic, these human merchant ships were small and agile, and when they started flying to different planets, even Memanic could not A large number of ships had to be sent to besiege, and the anti-aircraft guns in the star field turned to aim, trying to shoot down these seemingly startled humans.

At the moment when Memanic's sight shifted, a corner of the giant sailed out from the rippling blue waves of Mandeville - he raised his sharp and brutal spear, and threw the first fatal blow at the Memanic.

For the American Maniks who live in a peaceful corner, this will be the first and last time they will experience the charm of interstellar war——

Killing, destruction, the end of the war will only be the complete death of one side, and the god of death has already raised his sickle for this.

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